Things That Make You Uncomfortable....But Also Turn You On

Today I told my guydude that it makes me squirmy when he nonchalantly stares me down.

So he did.

😏🙈💦
 
The DD/lg thing used to make me uncomfortable.
A dear friend explained her perspective and how it is about a sense of safety and security with a guy, and that helped.

(She felt I have "daddy energy", and her pleasure gives me pleasure, so...)
 
The DD/lg thing used to make me uncomfortable.
A dear friend explained her perspective and how it is about a sense of safety and security with a guy, and that helped.

(She felt I have "daddy energy", and her pleasure gives me pleasure, so...)

I'm second on this, it used to make me feel very uncomfortable about it, but things have changed for me in a year. :)
 
Okay, truth.

I've never admitted this to myself before. I have some furry tendencies. Ever since I played Toto in The Wizard of Oz as a kid I've liked pretending to be a cuddly animal.

I've never had a sexual experience with it but I've always found animal costumes to be unusually sexy, especially if they are plush, tight fitting, and have ears and tails. It just seems like it would be super cozy to be in a cuddle puddle of furry kittens.
 
You know it when you see it.
Filthy. Rough. Too intimate. Too taboo.

It makes you cringe. Squirm. Wince. But... you cant stop thinking about it....

Show and Tell time!!

Lying on my back, my head is tight inside the white plastic bucket, legs tied to the floor. She has finally uncaged my cock, allowing me the meager pleasure of a huge throbbing erection for the first time in nearly two weeks. My wrists are cuffed as well, and with effort I can ALMOST reach my long-neglected cock, but I just can't quite touch it. This is by Her design of course.

With the lid closed, I cannot see what is happening in the bedroom next door, but I can clearly hear Her being pleasured by Her lover. Her loud gasps of pleasure are a torment to me. That is also by Her design. I can only live vicariously through him, wishing I was in his place, wishing it was me who was making her moan and squeal like that.

But instead I lie here inside this contraption, chest shaved, and the words "Bathroom Bitch" written in red lipstick on my chest. Hoping She will at least feel the need to visit the facilities afterwards, to have me lick Her delicious, tan body clean after Her lover has left a huge mess inside Her for me to clean up. "After all, that's why he is in my bed, and you are down there" she sometimes says, mockingly.

Eventually, I hear footsteps and my heart races. The lid lifts but to my dismay it is only Him, his prodigiously large cock glistening, putting my erect yet modest equipment to shame even in his limp state. He commences reliving himself all over my face, asking me how I like being covered in piss, while he gives my girlfriend the best lay she has ever had. I answer graciously. Because I know if I serve Her well, perhaps She will finally allow me the sweet pleasure of my own orgasmic reward.

Too long , DONT read version: This fantasy is disgusting, filthy, disturbing, taboo on so many levels and will only appeal to hardcore femdom fetishists.

(So if you are not, please don't read. Because these thoughts make me as uncomfortable as they probably make you. And oh, how I wish they did not turn me on.)
 
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Apparently, I find strong negative emotion a turn-on.

Today I've had a rough morning and I've been crying a lot. My 😺 is also wet and rarin' to go. :confused:

I think it must have started out as some sort of coping mechanism, but it's pretty well ingrained now and if I want to get off quickly when I'm by myself, I can spend a few short minutes thinking about my most painful romantic disappointments and there ya go.

What the actual fuck?
 
Apparently, I find strong negative emotion a turn-on.

Today I've had a rough morning and I've been crying a lot. My 😺 is also wet and rarin' to go. :confused:

I think it must have started out as some sort of coping mechanism, but it's pretty well ingrained now and if I want to get off quickly when I'm by myself, I can spend a few short minutes thinking about my most painful romantic disappointments and there ya go.

What the actual fuck?

That is rather fascinating, Honey.
 
Things that make you uncomfortable... but also turn you on

Having sex with multiple guys at once (anal, pussy, mouth), wearing sexy outfits in normal situations (like grocery store, mall, etc), spanked in front of a group of guys. Made to serve other people at a party wearing a french maid outfit, especially when other women are there. Being humiliated in front of other women is the worst (but also a turn on), go figure.
 
Things that make you uncomfortable... but also turn you on
Nonconsensual scenes in movies. At home, I have the option of fast-forwarding, but in a theater, I'm obliged to sit and bear it. I know it will never happen, but I fear someone will see me squirming in my seat and ask if I'm okay. I hope I'd think to say I was just nervous rather than tell the truth that I was actually more aroused than I'd like to admit.
 
Nonconsensual scenes in movies. At home, I have the option of fast-forwarding, but in a theater, I'm obliged to sit and bear it. I know it will never happen, but I fear someone will see me squirming in my seat and ask if I'm okay. I hope I'd think to say I was just nervous rather than tell the truth that I was actually more aroused than I'd like to admit.
Yup. 😳

I've never put NC on my kink list because as a rape survivor, I don't want to open that can of worms. But it exists on the list just the same.
 
Sexting with two men at once (with their consent), but separate conversations. Ideally, at least one of them would be toppy, and know me well enough to be able to give me assignments and make report back. 🥵
 
Either depending on the day...
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